It’s easier to trust in ourselves or our fellow man than God.
It’s easier because we can see, feel, and touch what’s right before us.
Jeremiah 17:5-8 says, “Thus says the Lord: “Cursed is the man who trusts in man and makes flesh his strength, whose heart turns away from the Lord. He is like a shrub in the desert, and shall not see any good come. He shall dwell in the parched places of the wilderness, in an uninhabited salt land. “Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose trust is the Lord. He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream, and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit.”
I’ve done the former (for far too long). And in those seasons I’ve thrown my fists to the sky when things didn’t go right wondering why I was so downtrodden.
I’m planting myself near the stream. Not because I expect everything to go my way and perfectly, but because I’m surrendering to His perfect plan knowing that in it – both good and bad, God will be glorified. And that’s so much better.